Looks like none of the purebred types were dog enough to bark up about their kind -- looks like the mixes have it.  Mother says we have something called "hybrid vigor", I say that we're just entirely special and one of a kind.
Of course, whatever health benefit my genetics gives me was not helping today.  Admittedly, I been having some belly upset and my normally well-formed tube-like nuggets are now nothing more than muddy puddles.  The worst part is that when I have to go, I really have to go.  I can't seem to control it.  The other day, I tried to tell mother that I had to go out, but she must have thought that super cute way I paw at her was just me trying to get up on her lap like usual.  She didn't realize that this time I was pawing at her to go outside.  She was not too happy to find that I had used the guest bedroom as my nugget resting place.
Her attempt to teach me a lesson was punishment in the form of me skipping a meal.  No big deal, I just ate some extra rabbit droppings outside.  The special canned food she brought home to help my belly was especially yummy; I knew Bea was terribly jealous.  The next day I tried to tell my father to keep giving me the special canned food but he's kind of a creature of habit and out came my usual dry kibbles.  I do love dry kibbles.  It seemed like my belly was back on track for a day or so despite the changes, but there are so many delicious things in the yard and under Anna's bed that I just can't resist.  Today, my belly upset overcame me at the clinic.  Normally, Bea loves to share the villa with me, but mother knew something was up when Bea was trying to dig her way out this afternoon.  I've apologized to her twice now.  When the nuggets (or should I bark, mud) comes like that; it's a force I can't fight.  Bea wants her own apartment now.
Tonight, I thought it would be an empty stomach night but mother cooked me some tiny white warm kibbles and gave me some chalk to eat.  I really hope it helps.  She also started taking me out around the den with my leash on, not letting me near my normal rabbit dropping snack bar.  I'll just have to wait until she lets her guard down. 

I guess everyone was too cold to come to the clinic today.  Maybe tomorrow it will be busier and Bea will have to share an apartment with me again.  I really hope so.  Purebred or not, I'll really miss snuggling up with that hairy girl.